Viola Davis, have I told you what a marvelous actress you are?
Well, I hope The Help movie realizes just what a life saver you are, because I think you, and not Emma Stone will be the one to make the film of Stockett’s controversial novel successful. And I truly adore Emma, as many others do who recognize what a talent she is.
But this post is about you. You and all your glorious little facial twitches and heartwrenching emotions that pour out of those soulful brown eyes.
I think you’re beautiful and talented and so deserving of the accolades that will come your way for your portrayal of Aibileen Clark. And if anyone isn’t won over by the time the movie is over, I have a few screen shots of the scenes that I think will melt the coldest heart.
This is what will do it:
“You take the blue pill – the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill – you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.”
As Morpheus warned in The Matrix, I went down the rabbit hole and I know. I KNOW. I can’t be re-inserted in the Matrix, or pretend I didn’t read what revulsed me in Kathryn Stockett’s bestseller.
But I’ll be rooting for you come Oscar time. You know how we do. I ain’t mad at cha because we (African Americans, or for that matter any minority) don’t call the shots in Hollywood. And we didn’t have any control over the novel getting as big as it got.
But I do have control over my pocketbook and whether or not I want to contribute any more of my hard earned funds into Stockett’s pocket, and those who gave the go ahead to the film without addressing the issues in the novel, as if it didn’t matter.